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Artiste : Bleachers
Titre : Jesus Is Dead
Each night I pray that I´ll meet God
Under the worry of my thoughts, uh-huh
There´s nothing better than to be
All phantom thread with somebody, so nice
A kid I used to babysit

Drinks himself off a Dimes Square bench, uh-huh
Uh-huh, oh yeah

Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeals
´Cause I´m not the man who sold the world

Well, I saw exactly what I asked for
I´m the well-adjusted Herb, uh-huh
A teenage girl just sized me up
It´s something I don´t wanna discuss, uh-huh
What´s wrong? I don´t know

So tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeals
I´m not the man who sold the world

Well, Jesus is dead and so´s New York

I built a place right down the shore, it´s nice
Do you remember DFA?
Misshapes and oh the great Longwave, I do
And I miss it all the time

So tell them to grease the wheels
Flip the hourglass, start up the steal
´Cause I´m not the man who sold the world

We drove forever and the venue herbs
Took all of our money and all of our merch
(What´s going on, do you wanna sing?)
Let´s make it Bleachers, let´s make it shore
You know the louder you scream, the harder he blows
Don´t you know, what I mean
Texas man, cause a scene

Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeals
´Cause I´m not the man who sold the world